Were it not for the taste of blood in his mouth, he might have been gagging at the taste of the creature being in his mouth still. For all the pain he'd just went through, he somehow found that aspect to be the most offensive. He'd never given much thought to aliens before, but he always expected them to be somehow more humanlike in appearance and mannerism.

"Up there." Logan pointed a bloodsoaked hand up the steep incline above the river. How the creature had made it up there so fast he could not say, but the two of them certainly wouldn't be doing it without the use of some rope and climbing. "The bastard's in a hurry. Probably warning his buddies."